Last year, I had the opportunity to visit the women’s section in Harboub, a notorious Tunisian prison and I was able to talk to some of the women there. I left with more questions than answers. Harbou ..

We are your children. Our birth was not a rotting of your intestines. We erred not to heed your advice. We roamed the bewitched streets like fat city rats. We search for your smile in the dark forest. ..